The Seventh Bride

She knew that he was Charles Nangong, her newly married husband, and they had been entangled crazily over the night.

Her virginity which had been maintained for so many years was taken away by this rough devil. She felt so upset as long as she thought about it.

Seeing Charles's arm was still resting on her waist, she frowned. When she carefully raised her hand and tried to push his hand away from her, she realized that there was something wrong about Charles.

What was he doing? Was he shaking?

Yes, even though the room was dim, she could clearly feel Charles's body trembling, and the expression on his face was painful, as if he was suffering from some unbearable pain.

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instinctively, staring at him with a look of fear. The people of the Nangong family didn't tell her how to deal with this

a panic instantly, so flustered that she didn't know what to do at all, Charles suddenly leaped towards her and pinched her neck precisely, while pinching he gritted his teeth to

while struggling to push his

completely out of control, and no matter how hard

She finally knew how his six wives died, it turned out....

let her go, and then rolled over from the bed to the ground. His body curled into a ball, gritted his teeth. There

was breathing heavily, smelled blood, and realized that he might be in danger. So she couldn't care about the previous grievances and hatred for the time being, grabbed the bed sheet and wrapped it around her body,

she scanned around, but there was darkness all around and there was no suitable thing to put in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue

she stuffed her wrist into